Elann apologized to him after he heard her shifting on the bench. He assumed he could see her better than she could see him, but he was playing it by shadows as well. He was also using the bond to his advantage, as he was able to see what she saw in brief moments and used it to judge his relative distance to her, which wasn’t that far. Using the bond more, he could sense the growing sensation of nervousness within her belly and could imagine her fidgeting before answering his call.

Noah turned around and met her hand, pulling her up and into his space, his warmth greeting her as it fought against the lasting chill in the wagon. Up close he could see her eyes as they probably sought to find him amidst the darkness, his new proximity made it easier. He looked at her while she explained herself to him, expressing her reasoning in soundness he didn’t question.

“Stop apologizing,” he said, attempting to basically shush her with his softly spoken words of understanding.

He already set his mind to attempt to express his own gratitude to Emery in his own way. He felt Elann robbed him of the chance to do so the first time, but he held no ill feelings towards her.  At least she said she knew he’d want to pay Emery himself, he trusted she wasn’t just saying that because of him broaching the topic.

“I scared you. I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to do that.”

Noah was apologetic as well, not meaning to force Elann into a momentary pang of nervousness. He appreciated her thoughtfulness in the situation, knowing he would want to pay the doctor himself. Noah brought his hands to her face, cupping it then brushing one of his thumbs just beneath her bottom lip.